[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Oh yeah, I'm back (Let's go), this ho' got no strings attached
My pockets, they really on fat
Beat up her back so she breathing like that
In the store, bitch, I'm spendin' ya' rent
Automatic, 'cause I made that shit back
To the top of the coupe, man, I man this shit burn
This lil' ho' give me brain in the back
Got the drop, n***a, stay where you at
Ain't no Superman, ho' I ain't savin' yo' ass
What's up wit' the label? They slavin' yo' ass
I make it ran with the cash, dropped the lil' ho, now I'm makin' her mad
Was twitter typin', I don't say 'none back
Put them racks on her, now she say I'm the best
Bitch, say that lil' shit with ya' chest
N***as know nothin' 'bout comin' correct
When I shoot at the car, bitch, just know I'ma net
Yeah, she fell in-love with the flex
When she pulled up on me, it was 'none but neck (No cap)
Playin' that ho' like it's 'Tecca
Finna put all of my bro's on the map (Mm-hm), locked in, like I'm just out of Russia
I'm wit' Alexis no Texas, beam on the Glock, this ho' so beneficial
New tape, well bitch, I'm a issue
AP gang, take it off like a missile
Tryna get in this ho' dental
Give her the love, what you tryna get into?
I'm off a bean like a senzu
Tryna geek up on a whole 'nother level
My lil' n***as do deals, how the fuck they ran off wit' yo' shit? 'Cause you let 'em
Beam on the Glock, this same size as the bezel
Young n***a went AP, my wrist sedimental
Look at yo' ice, and that shit made of metal
New coupe sound like, "What the fuck?", when you get in it
Feel like Desiigner, got [?]
Might [?] couple check, when I go hit up Lenux
Been wit' yo' hoe, like Molly Santana
I been on the road, they can't wait 'til I'm finished